Engaged In Folly

Psalm 19 – The 16th Sunday after Pentecost – for Sunday, September 13, 2015

“Let the words of my mouth and the meditations of my heart be pleasing to you, Lord, my rock and my redeemer.” (Psalm 19:14)

John Wesley preached many sermons outdoors, anywhere everyday people gathered. (Photo is public domain, from Wikimedia Commons.)
John Wesley preached many sermons outdoors, anywhere everyday people gathered. (Photo is public domain, from Wikimedia Commons.)

I try not to hurry to the end of Psalm 19, but can’t resist because it’s my beginning.

Yes, many of the words before 19’s final verse are memorable. Indeed, the Psalms in their entirety are an extraordinary collection. These vibrant verses, scribed thousands of years ago by persons in places with daily experiences alien to my twenty-first century world, challenge me. The Psalms are fingers wagging in my face, arms enveloping my shoulders, hands pressed together in prayer, and fists threatening my complacency. What of just these words from Psalm 19:7 . . .

The Lord’s instruction is perfect, reviving one’s very being.
The Lord’s laws are faithful, making naive people wise.

Perfect. Faithful. Indeed! Continue reading →

Faith Mutters Visits YouTube

After getting a little feedback from Facebook friends (are they to really be trusted?), I decided to record “Faith Mutters” ala YouTube for a few months. I’ll do it weekly. But once posted, you can share your insights and dismay any time you want. Note: please ignore my eyebrows. One of my Facebookers already mentioned I talk too much with seesawing brows. I’ll work on it. (But now you’ll stare at ’em too.)

Why do this? Vanity? No, not with my unkempt hair and cheap production values. Humor? Well, maybe sometimes you’ll laugh with me…or at least laugh at me. Hey, I can’t dance, so why not try this foolishness?

I did have tough decisions.

Should I ask my dog to join me…after all, when I walk Hannah people always pay more attention to her than me. But, she declined. Said something about taking a nap.

Should I wear nice clothes, like one of those snazzy politicians-wear-‘em blue shirts with a power red tie? Naw…even if I wanted to, I can’t afford new clothes. I’m a pastor on leave-of-salary, ya know.

And how about that camera adding 10 pounds and gray hair? Shocked me! It might be hard to believe I look like George Clooney in person, but that’s the personal price of trying YouTube.

Here’s the “Introduction…”

Here’s my first official “Faith Mutters…”